Reflecting on the various subcultures within the company reminded me of the common culture we all share: ballet. You see, there are certain struggles only those of us in “the ballet world” would truly understand/accept…
1. Biscuits, sausages, and muffins…in a completely non-breakfasty way.
2. Fat days and non-boob-friendly leotards.
3. The “its” (itchy tight syndrome- once it’s there, you’re stuck with it(s). see what I did there? har, har.).
4. The importance of claiming your barre spot, and the forever-haunting shame of accidentally standing too close to a principal’s aforementioned ‘spot’.
5. “Who wants to repeat the Adagio en dehors?” …crickets.
6. The tragedy of a lost warm-up. Most depressing are the deaths of the worn-in, hole-ridden, perfectly muffin-top-hiding, stinky ones. RIP.
7. Never knowing your work schedule until halfway through the morning when it is finally posted, and feeling genuinely excited and lucky when it’s posted a day early.
8. Openly discussing bodily functions with colleagues/friends. At times in (too much) detail.
9. When you forget to pancake your shoes and it’s the day of the show.
10. The difficulty in finding a thong that can’t be seen under a unitard. Seriously.
These are the issues we ballet dancers are faced with day to day. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again; It’s a tough life, but someone’s gotta live it.